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Students ranked within the top 50 or even top 100 in the entire province
would be fiercely competed over by the recruitment teams of the five prestigious schools.
After all, if a Martial Arts University wanted to remain prosperous, the first requirement was to continuously receive funding, and the second was to keep producing a large number of Prime Warriors and even Flying Heaven Warriors.
Powerful martial artists often give back to their alma mater, whether by directly donating money or providing care within their scope of authority.
Alumni form a circle… but no university came to find Li Yuan.
Li Yuan’s reputation as a martial arts prodigy had long spread throughout Jiangbei, and as the actual top scorer in Jiangbei Province’s Martial Path total score, all the major school recruitment teams knew about him.
However, the fact that he had been signed by Kunlun Martial University with an S-level contract was also well-known.
An S-level contract?
Moreover, to persuade Li Yuan to break his contract and offer a better one, the overall cost was too great, so the other prestigious schools had all chosen to give up.
… June 17th, in the afternoon, at the residential community’s fishing spot.
“Uncle, why have I been so unlucky today?” Li Yuan couldn’t help but ask while sitting on the stool.
“Your beginner’s protection period is over,” Li Changzhou said with a grin: “Didn’t you see how many you caught the past two days? You caught twice as many as me.”
“It’s good that you didn’t catch any today, or else your aunt would keep saying we have too much to eat.”
“It’s obviously because of my superior skills…” Li Yuan was about to retort when he suddenly felt his smart ring vibrate. Looking down, his eyes lit up.
“Uncle, my admission notice is here,” Li Yuan said, raising his hand.
“Oh? Let me see,” Li Changzhou stood up immediately.
Suddenly.
“Uncle, quick, the float!” Li Yuan hurriedly pointed into the distance where the float had completely sunk into the water.
“It’s a big one! Double happiness,” Li Changzhou hastily bent down to grab the fishing rod.
… After putting the fish in the box, Li Changzhou sat down and looked at the admission notice document that Li Yuan had sent over, his mouth couldn’t stop curling upwards.
“Uncle, which institute do you think I should choose?” Li Yuan asked offhandedly: “The Sixth Institute or the Eighth Institute?”
The Sixth Institute was where President Li resided.
The Eighth Institute was where President Zhao resided, who was the one who had originally recommended him to Kunlun Martial University. This President Zhao was also Wan Qinghe’s elder martial brother.
Therefore, in Li Yuan’s heart, after entering Kunlun Martial University, it would definitely be a choice between the two.
“I recommend the Sixth Institute,” Li Changzhou said: “There are circles among martial artists too, which university you come from is a large circle, which institute you attend is a small circle, and after graduation, which Martial Hall you join or whether you enter the military or large corporate groups form new circles.”
Li Yuan listened attentively.
A hero supported by three gangs, a martial artist with a broad network can also smooth the path of Martial Path.
Li Yuan had no intention of being a loner.
“Different circles may intersect with each other,” Li Changzhou said: “President Zhao of the Eighth Institute seems closer to you in terms of relationships, since he was the first to recommend you.”
“But has he sought you out these past few months?” Li Changzhou asked with a half-smile: “Given you any guidance?”
Li Yuan shook his head.
“He definitely knows about your situation and was the first to make the connection, yet he hasn’t sought you out, which indicates that he doesn’t really care about you,” Li Changzhou said.
Li Yuan nodded slightly. The other party was a level-29 Prime Warrior, with astounding strength.
Not seeking him out didn’t necessarily mean he looked down on him.
It could be his personality, or perhaps he wasn’t too concerned about mentoring juniors.
“On the contrary, President Li has always cared about you,” Li Changzhou said: “Before the college entrance exam, he even made a special call to you.”
“Originally, it was also he who offered you the S-level contract.”
“In a sense, if you enter Kunlun Martial University, he will be akin to your seat-teacher,” Li Changzhou said: “That’s a very rare relationship.”
Li Yuan understood his uncle’s meaning.
It’s better to stick with the familiar than to enter a circle that’s unfamiliar and likely doesn’t value you.
“President Li is quite a good person,” Li Yuan nodded: “Uncle, should I give President Li a V-call first?”
“Yes, you should!”
“However, it seems you can apply and fill out your ‘target institute’ directly on your enrollment notice,” Li Changzhou said: “First fill in the Sixth Institute, then give him a V-call, he will be even happier.”
“Alright.”
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After Li Yuan finished filling out the ‘admission notice response’, he filled in his personal information and his wish to join the Sixth Institute.
He then directly made a V-call to President Li.
Just as Li Changzhou had expected.
“President Li,” Li Yuan said directly: “I’ve received the admission notice and filled out the receipt… I’ve filled in the Sixth Institute.”
“Do you think it’s appropriate?”
“Not considering the Eighth Institute?” President Li said with a smile on the screen, aware of Li Yuan’s relationship with President Zhao.
“The Eighth Institute is very good, but these past few months, you and Teacher Fan Jin have given me a lot of guidance. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have made such progress,” Li Yuan spoke sincerely: “I believe that cultivating under your guidance is the best choice for me.”
“Haha, good!” President Li’s voice contained a laugh: “Rest assured, your choice won’t be wrong. I will arrange everything so that you can become a Prime Warrior in the quickest time possible over the next two years.”
Li Yuan could tell that President Li was very satisfied with his decision.
“For this half-month break, you can relax a bit,” President Li said: “But don’t completely fall behind on your cultivation, I’ll expedite your institute admittance checks.”
“Soon, you will be able to enter ‘Kunlun Space’, and the resources from the S-level special training contract will be provided to you,” President Li instructed.
“Understood.”
“I won’t disappoint you, President,” Li Yuan said: “At the end-of-July Combat Assessment, I will definitely bring honor to our Sixth Institute.”
“Well then, I’ll be looking forward to it,” President Li listened as Li Yuan said ‘our Sixth Institute’ and found it quite heartening.
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That evening.
“You’ve already chosen the Sixth Institute?” Wan Qinghe and Li Yuan were communicating through a V-call: “Not considering the Eighth Institute?”
“Uncle, I am very grateful to President Zhao,” Li Yuan seemed somewhat embarrassed: “But President Li has been guiding my cultivation all along. He asked about my intentions, and it was hard to say no, so I applied for the Sixth Institute.”
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